manynovel Chapter 156 Are you an exorcist or am I?
Chapter 156 Are you an exorcist or am I?
Chapter 156 Are you an exorcist or am I?
His voice was loud and echoed through the empty streets.
Chen Yuan:
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He looked at Father Iller's self-righteous face and remained silent for two seconds.
Then he laughed.
Father Iller felt uneasy at his laughter.
"What are you laughing at?"
Chen Yuan shook his head, his tone carrying an indescribable sense of emotion.
"So, Father Iller, sometimes fate is such a wonderful thing. I never expected you to choose flying."
Father Iller:
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He stared at Chen Yuan's meaningful smile and suddenly felt that something was very wrong.
"Chen, what do you mean by this?!"
Chen Yuan remained silent.
He simply raised his head, looked at the setting sun on the horizon, and then at Father Iller.
Then he stretched out his hand and pointed to the spire of the church in the distance.
"Father Iller, tell me, if I made you fly right now, would you believe me?"
Father Iller:
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Looking at Chen Yuan's harmless smiling face, a sense of unease welled up inside him like a tidal wave.
Five minutes later.
The wind whistled in my ears.
Father Iller stood shakily on a patch of ground barely big enough to stand on next to the church steeple, his legs trembling, his hands gripping the stone wall beside him so tightly that his knuckles were white.
He glanced down.
The square in front of the church was reduced to the size of a matchbox, and pedestrians on the road crawled like ants.
Father Iller's head buzzed, and his blood pressure spiked.
"List--!!"
His voice carried on the wind, exceptionally loud.
"Take me down here right now!!"
He turned his head and looked at Chen Yuan.
The young man was standing next to him, his hands behind his back, looking nonchalant, as if he were taking a stroll in his own backyard.
The most outrageous thing was that he was wearing a paper hat on his head.
It's the kind of thing you fold from newspaper, the kind elementary school students make in their craft class.
Father Iller stared at the paper hat, his mind a complete mess.
Just now, Chen Yuan put this tattered hat on his head, and then he floated up.
Like a balloon.
It floated dozens of meters high and landed directly on the church spire.
What the hell is going on?!
Most importantly, he was brought along!
"Damn it!"
Father Iller's voice was distorted.
"Take me down here right now!!"
Chen Yuan took a step forward with a smile on his face.
Father Iller was startled, thinking he was about to jump.
As a result, Chen Yuan simply reached out and put his arm around his waist.
"Don't be afraid, Father Iller."
Then he took a step forward.
Father Iller felt the wind whistling past his ears and the scenery before his eyes rising rapidly.
No, it's declining.
The square is getting bigger, the number of pedestrians is getting bigger, and the church doors are getting closer.
His heart nearly jumped out of his throat.
Two seconds later.
Both feet landed firmly on solid ground.
Father Iller's legs went weak, and he almost knelt down.
Chen Yuan reacted quickly and caught him, preventing him from kowtowing to the church on the spot.
"Huff—Father Huyle gasped for breath, supporting Chen Yuan's arm, his face as white as paper."
It took him a full thirty seconds to come to his senses.
Then he raised his head and glared fiercely at Chen Yuan.
"Do you even know I'm an old man?! How dare you joke like that with me?!"
Chen Yuan blinked innocently.
"Father Iller, you made the choice yourself."
He shrugged.
"You said 'unless you let me fly,' and now I'm making you fly."
Father Iller:
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He opened his mouth, then closed it again.
Then it opened again.
Finally, he raised his hand and slapped his mouth hard.
That damn mouth!!
Seeing his expression, Chen Yuan's smile slowly faded.
"Father Iller".
His tone became serious, and he looked directly into the old priest's eyes.
"To be honest, besides being a priest, I am also an exorcist in secret."
Father Iller paused for a moment.
"They belong to an organization called the Sword of Light."
Chen Yuan's voice was not loud, but he pronounced each word very clearly.
"The Sword of Light bears the responsibility of striking down demons. When the priests are unable to deal with those powerful demons or even devils, we will step in."
Father Iller listened, completely bewildered.
He opened his mouth as if to say something, but then swallowed it back.
In fact, he had already come to believe Chen Yuan's statement.
After all, my legs are still trembling and my heart is still pounding. The feeling of flying just now was too real; it wasn't an illusion.
But he couldn't help asking a question.
"I've never heard of this organization before?"
Chen Yuan's expression became even more solemn.
"Exorcists are people who walk in darkness."
His gaze was fixed on the distance, as if he were recalling something.
"Most of those in the church who knew of our existence are now in their graves."
Why?
"Due to the advancement of modern technology and civilization, or perhaps due to factors in hell, the activity of demons has decreased significantly."
Chen Yuan sighed.
"This makes us lose our reason for existing."
But we still have to live.
He paused.
"So some of my teammates chose to become Uber drivers, some chose to play in the NBA, and so on."
Father Iller:
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His expression became quite interesting.
Uber driver?
NBA?
"So you've chosen to become a priest?"
"right."
Chen Yuan nodded.
"I want to find a place to retire and, while I'm at it, contribute my remaining energy."
Father Iller looked him up and down.
This young man looks to be only in his twenties. What kind of old age does he need?
It's not that I don't believe you.
He carefully considered his words.
"The main thing is that you're Asian..."
Chen Yuan raised his head with a righteous expression.
"To be honest, I am actually 128 years old and came to Washington a long time ago."
Father Iller:
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Looking at Chen Yuan's young face, that confident face, he suddenly didn't know what to say.
128岁？
You fucking lie to a ghost.
But he did fly just now.
So...maybe...possibly...it's true?
Chen Yuan didn't give him a chance to think further.
"Alright, Iller."
He changed his form of address very naturally, from "Father Iller" to "Iller".
"Now I need you to take me to the Washington Parish Library."
"What are you going there for?"
Father Iller was still reeling from the shock.
"I need to see how the exorcism ritual is performed."
Father Iller:
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He was stunned again.
"Aren't you an exorcist? How come you don't know how an exorcism ritual is performed?"
Chen Yuan remained unfazed.
"Each demon has a corresponding exorcism ritual."
"If there is even the slightest mistake, it will not only fail to drive it away, but will also make it stronger."
"Really?"
Father Iller looked at him with a mixture of belief and doubt.
"Of course it's true."
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Chen Yuan retorted confidently.
"Are you the exorcist or am I?"
Father Iller was speechless.